Ode to the Sticky Yellow Note

The original, the undisputed champion,
You have conquered the world,
Where lesser have failed,
The world belongs to you, every office in it.

When I want to mark my place in a book,
You are there,
When I need to take a message,
You are there,
When I need to annotate a report,
You are there,
When white paper becomes too dull,
You are always there.

O little square of yellow,
I have a confession to make,
I recently discovered your orange sister,
A young usurper of your fame,
I am forever deep with shame,
But it is only a passing fad,
So many young flashy pretenders to the throne,
Will not linger long,
For yellow, is the only true, sticky note.